Lin San Temple, the idler who had been idle, also learned about it. Yudu and Chen Guobing meeting each other was undoubtedly a big mistake.

"Ah Heng would not have made such an impulsive decision, there must be someone behind the trouble. ”

Fengchen replied, "My subordinates have recently discovered that there is a force secretly moving between countries, could it be-"

"Those who can have power among all countries should not be underestimated. But Ah Heng's matter must be related to the people in the palace. Tomorrow, I'm going to go to the palace. ”

"But-" Fengchen worried, "The saint's hostility towards Gongzi is deepening now, and if he enters the palace at this time, he will definitely target Gongzi." ”

"I have my own arrangements, how is she in Jiangnan?"

Fengchen replied, "Everything is fine with the girl in Jiangnan, and there is no movement. ”

"There's no movement, it's not like her, check carefully, what she's been doing lately. ”

He knew this person, and he would never settle down to travel to Jiangnan. When the day was parting, he didn't want to implicate her in the matter again.

In the palace, the palace people were in a hurry, as if they were in a hurry to do something. asked a palace person and told Yu Qian, saying that the saint was seriously ill and needed the witch doctor's elixir to heal.

The witch doctor they called him was a powerful character, and the saint coughed up blood, but he was cured immediately after taking one of her pills. The palace regarded her as a miracle doctor, but she never saw the appearance of the woman, but listening to the voice, it should be a middle-aged woman.

"Childe, the identity of this witch doctor—"

"Check it out. ”

"Yes. ”

He was summoned to the Wind Yin Temple, which now has long since lost its former glory, without the candles that filled the room, and without the pleasant music that opened the door and entered. Yu Heng sat on the couch, his eyes slightly closed, although he couldn't see his face clearly through the gauze tent. But it seems, his spirit is not very good.

"Holy. He saluted respectfully, his expression unchanged in the afterglow, his eyes still slightly closed.

Could it be that what those palace people said is true, Ah Heng is seriously ill?

"I asked you to go to Lingshan Temple to think, when will you be summoned back?" Ah Heng raised his voice, but he couldn't hear the old bearing.

"I heard that the Holy Lord is going to attack the Chen Kingdom, why did you?"

"Yudu, my world. His eyes slowly opened, "Whether you can send troops or not, it has nothing to do with the Emperor Taishang." Even if I'm going to be a faint king, so what?!"

Naturally, Yu Heng has always disliked associating with him, but the world knows that Yu Heng is the first son of Yudu, gentle and elegant, and humble, and it is impossible to send troops. It's even less likely to be a faint gentleman. On that day, he was willing to give up the throne, and the same was true.

"The Holy Lord's illness seems to be very serious, and it was healed for you by a witch doctor. ”

"You?" his eyes showed horror, as if he had suddenly changed into a man, and clutched his shirt tightly, "Are you investigating me? you want to take the throne, do you want this throne!?" He turned into a frightened beast, his terrified eyes less like a threat, more like a hedgehog curled up in a ball.

"What did the witch doctor tell you?"

"Since ancient times, the royal family has been a sad place. Ah Heng smiled coldly, and his eyes fell to the ground weakly, "My father died in my hands, and I should have known that one day, I would also die in the hands of my own brothers." But I can't die, I'm going to wait for my Ah Qi. ”

He was obviously a little confused, and he couldn't listen to Yu Qian's words at all. It seems that the witch doctor is very problematic.

The Holy One did not do anything against him, or more precisely, the Holy One himself did not take care of himself. He walked around the palace for a while, and did see the witch doctor who was worshipping everyone.

In just a few days, the palace has become a miasma.

"Lord Witch Doctor, never old with the sky! Master Witch Doctor, never old with the sky!"

At first, Fengchen said that the witch doctor was demagoguery, but now most of the palace is controlled by him, and he still doesn't believe it. But today, when I saw the eyes under the dark red robe, the killing intent slowly seemed to overflow.

The eyes fell on his shoulders and slowly walked towards him, "Emperor Taishang, do you want to live forever without illness or disaster?"

His eyes were cold, "You mean, you can make me immortal?"

"The minister's task is to serve the royal family, as long as the emperor wants it, the minister will definitely satisfy you. ”

"Oh?" the coldness stabbed her in the shoulder like a sharp sword, "So, what you gave to the Holy Lord is also an elixir?"

"Yes. She was still not in a hurry, and took out a brocade box from her sleeve, "There is no disease and no disaster, and you can live your life in peace." Wouldn't it be nice?"

Yu Qian's fingertips moved and wanted her to throw this brocade box by herself, but who knew that her internal strength was deep, and it was more like a powerful force rebounding.

This witch doctor is by no means simple, he has deep internal strength, and he has given Gu medicine to everyone in the palace, and he must not continue to stay here.

"Emperor Taishang, do you want to leave?" A chill felt on his back, and his eyes under the dark red robe gradually revealed coolness.

【Small Theater Yuan Shi Yisheng 5】

The moment when Wen Yisheng felt for the first time that he was no longer a master, it was her fifteenth birthday, and the moment when the teenager hugged her.

"To Sheng, to Sheng. Senior Brother Chen hurried over, "It will be your birthday in a few days, and whatever gift you want, Senior Brother will give it to you." ”

"What if I want the stars in the sky?"

"Senior brother gives it to you. ”

"I want the moon in the water?"

"Senior brother will give it to you too. ”

Wen Yisheng shook his head and patted Chen Xu's shoulder, "Senior brother, I don't lack anything." ”

grew up in this Shiqing Sect since she was a child, and she didn't look forward to anything anymore because of these familiar brothers. The master sends sword books every year, and Elder Ding said that those sword books are extremely precious, but Wen Yisheng is not the material for sword practice.

Even if it's precious, it's just for the sake of it.

Senior Brother Chen's gift is even more boring, always packaging some old things into new ones and giving them to her, in the name of beauty, exchanging the old for the new.

The so-called birthday is just another year older.

"Yisheng, what do you say, whatever you say, I'll find it for you, senior brother, I will definitely bleed for you. ”

This accident, he ran into the master head-on, and the young man's face was indifferent, as if he knew that it would be her birthday in a few days.

"Yisheng, come to my room. ”

"Yes. She hung her head, and the master must have chosen a suitable sword book from the bookshelves that were several people tall and gave it to her.

"Yisheng, do you want to go out on your birthday?"

Wen Yisheng was stunned, and the hands that were about to receive the sword score were immediately withdrawn, "Master wants to take me out?"

"That is, go out and walk, not far. Do you want to go?"

"Think about it. Wen Yisheng nodded, she was about to get sick every day when she stayed in the door, when did the master open the trick, and took the initiative to say the idea of going out.

There was no movement for dinner, so she rushed to the master's room, where he changed into civilian clothes, dressed like a teenager, but his eyes were glazed like a fool.

Wen Yisheng didn't care about taking a fool out, after all, he couldn't take care of anything if he could go out to play.

The master was silent all the way, but he was very interested in staring at the things on both sides of the road, and also, he didn't go out often, and he only sat in the carriage when he went out. He never touched these playthings, and he didn't want to touch them.

"Master, did you ever play a rattle when you were a child?"

Master shook his head.

"Then you've seen this grasshopper before?"

Master still shook his head.

Her master is really a boring person, he doesn't understand anything, he only knows how to dance knives and guns all day long.

"Yisheng!"

For some reason, he shouted, and then held her tightly in his arms, and the sky suddenly turned red.

Everyone looked at the two who behaved strangely and hugged each other nervously.

Perhaps, the fire tree and silver flower that day were the most unusual Wen Yisheng had ever seen.

In her arms, she didn't break free, but just said softly, "Stupid master, that's the fire tree silver flower." ”